Happy Little Mayor

The group went back to find the Maori boss at the front desk, and the latter shrugged: "Guys, it has nothing to do with me. This waiter is not from our hotel, he is from another restaurant."

Charlie walked over and frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Mr. Maori smiled helplessly and said, "I don't know how to say it. In short, the wine you eat and drink is not provided by the hotel. The hotel provides buffets instead of wine and hot springs."

Charlie patted the table angrily and said, "Damn, why don't you tell us? This is a pit man, you united those **** pit people outside!"

Boss Maori pointed to the ground and said, "I said, this hotel has been opened by our family for generations. You can check it. It has been open for hundreds of years. If we do a pit business, can it last so long?"

"So what's going on?"

Boss Maori said: "It's very simple, you have been pitted, but it has nothing to do with me. I suggest you call the police, although I think it is useless."

What else did Charlie want to say, Wang Bo waved to him and took a few people out the door.

When he went out, he winked at the cowboy, who approached the white youth and asked coldly, "How much?"

The young man said with a smile: "A bottle of Maori Ganquan is 1,000 yuan. You drank a total of ten bottles twice, for a total of 10,000 yuan. A large portion of the cooking pot is 5,000 yuan, a small portion is two yuan. Thousand pieces, you eat two pots each, for a total of 14,000 pieces. If you add up, it's 24,000 pieces. "

After listening to the quotation, a group of people was discolored, and Pharaoh's expression became unsightly. He just knew that he had been pitted, but did not expect that the pit was so miserable. Two meals cost 24,000 yuan!

If it ’s in a top hotel, he will recognize 24,000 yuan for two meals, but this is just a few wild stews and ten small bottles of white wine in the wild, especially the white wine they drink is still inferior, and the price is too much. .

The cowboy is ill-tempered, and he wants to hit someone without saying a word. The old man grabbed him and looked at the young man. ? "

The white young man gave him a scornful look, and said, "If you have a species, try to get in trouble! Two thousand and four hundred yuan? Do you think this idiot eats ****? At twenty-four thousand, one can't be less."

As he said, he shouted to the intercom: "Guys, there are some overlord meals here!"

"Hula," a dozen big men pushed open the door and walked in. The white and black Maori people were strong, full-faced, and banditish, so they didn't write 'I'm a bad-stick' on their faces. A word.

After these people appeared, they surrounded Wang Bo and his party in a semicircle, and various abusive sounds were heard:

"Pigs, do n’t want to pay for food? Then bleeding!"

"It's a poor ghost on horseback. If you don't have the money, you can learn to come out and play? Go home and play with your mother!"

"Ha, there is no money to work to pay off the debt, you can work hard and work for half a year to get off!"

"What happened to the Vietnamese girl who had the Overlord meal last time? Unfortunately, there are no beautiful chicks this time, otherwise you can have a good night tonight!"

The four Wang Bos retreated, and the big men persecuted them. When they saw them at the hotel door, Boss Maori came out and shouted, "Cummings, don't overstep the horse, it's a lot of 2,400!"

A **** man said to the boss: "It has nothing to do with you, man, if I were you, now I will go back to the hotel and find a room to stay in, unless you are sure you want to provoke us to Shanguai!"

Boss Maori had a terrible expression. He spit on the ground and eventually returned to the hotel.

Wang Bo touched his nose and asked, "Twenty-four thousand yuan. Do you have to get it?"

The white waiter said arrogantly: "Now there are more than 24,000 yuan. My brothers have to have an appearance fee? Is it cheaper? One thousand yuan, you give 34,000 yuan."

"No, 34 thousand yuan is too small, 40,000 yuan! Lao Tzu's appearance fee can be more than 1,000 yuan!" Said a middle-aged white man who looked like a leader with amused head.

"Lao Tzu's appearance fee is more than 1,000 yuan. I want 5,000 yuan!"

"I do n’t want to pay for the show. I want this yellow kid. I like this wheat-colored skin. It is very smooth and the dry yellow is the coolest. They will call, ah ah ..."

"Haha." A few big men laughed coquettishly.

After hearing this, the cowboys and Mexican pretty boys squeezed their fists and wanted to get started.

Wang Bo was calm, he smiled calmly: "Are you sure? You are not afraid to take money, but to spend money?"

The white waiter stepped forward to shoot Wang Bo's face and sneered: "Xuete, you pig is pretty kind of mouth ... oh, Xuete!"

He only said half of what he saw, and when he saw that he wanted to do something with Wang Bo, he followed the young man suddenly jumped up, like a hungry tiger and a wolf, and threw the young man to the ground in one step, holding his shoulders with both claws, and opened his mouth Bare white sharp teeth were revealed, and he bit them up against his neck.

Pharaoh blew his whistle, but the strong man didn't lower his mouth, but the angry mouth bit the youth's neck, and the slimy saliva flowed all over the neck.

Now the white waiter had lost his previous arrogance, and his neck was trapped in the mouth of a small calf-like Mastiff mastiff. He didn't even dare to breathe vigorously, and only shouted there, "Oh, God! Oh, Schett! Oh, it's God's sake to kill this **** dog! "

The other big man wanted to do it, Wang Bo sneered, "Stupid, do you want to make this stupid-do you want to die?"

The leading middle-aged white man smiled gloomily and shouted, "Boys, give these **** a lesson! I don't believe he dares to let the dog bite someone! He dare not do this!"

He guessed right, Pharaoh did not dare to let Zhuang Ding kill someone, but he was not afraid of these big men coming.

Dozens of strong men rushed up aggressively. He waved at the strong man, the strong man's big claws stepped on the shoulders of the white youth, his strong body emptied, and he jumped at the leading man with the potential of the sky.

Wang Bo went up and grabbed the young man on the ground. He kicked the young man's belly, and the latter screamed and fell to the ground with his stomach screaming. Wang Bo picked him up like a chick and threw it behind him. Mexican pretty boy: "Give him a massage!"

When the voice dropped, he rushed towards the crowd with a short stride, waved to block the incoming fist, staggered his punches, and beat him **** the belly of the **** man beside him.

Heihan's eyes burst suddenly without even making a sound. He opened his mouth wildly and took a cool breath, then knelt down on the ground while covering his stomach.

Charlie and the cowboy each found a shot. The strong man knocked over the leading man and opened his mouth to bite on his shoulder. Then he turned his head and opened his mouth again to bite hard, just biting on the leg kicked by a man.

(To be continued.)